It is good. Headily so. And for a little while, she just lets herself get carried away by the pleasure of wanting and being wanted, that tight tension that wires itself all through her frame.
Is it such a bad thing to want to just lose herself in the feel of warm hands against her skin, kisses so deep and desperate that her breath comes ragged from them? Is it so damn bad to want to steal a little physical comfort after a day that's had her wound up, fear pushing at every single nerve in her body?
Lying like this, she's got leverage, and uses it; pushes at his shoulder and tugs her leg against his until he lands on his back and she's got both hands on his shoulders and her knees to either side of his hips.
She wants this. Him. After a day of being poked and prodded, needled constantly by Regina, he hasn't pushed once. He's a good guy.
That's what makes her pause, a breath away from kissing him again, her hair falling wild over her shoulder and her shirt askew as her eyes widen and search his face.
She lets out a shaking breath, shoulders slumping.
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Date: 2012-03-30 12:59 am (UTC)Is it such a bad thing to want to just lose herself in the feel of warm hands against her skin, kisses so deep and desperate that her breath comes ragged from them? Is it so damn bad to want to steal a little physical comfort after a day that's had her wound up, fear pushing at every single nerve in her body?
Lying like this, she's got leverage, and uses it; pushes at his shoulder and tugs her leg against his until he lands on his back and she's got both hands on his shoulders and her knees to either side of his hips.
She wants this. Him. After a day of being poked and prodded, needled constantly by Regina, he hasn't pushed once. He's a good guy.
That's what makes her pause, a breath away from kissing him again, her hair falling wild over her shoulder and her shirt askew as her eyes widen and search his face.
She lets out a shaking breath, shoulders slumping.
Crap.
She really likes him, too.
"I think this is a bad idea."